BETWEEN Soph and Abs

Chapter 13

I always clean myself after having s*x with my husband, now ex-husband. The c*m is seriously ew;  there is no way for me to sleep feeling sticky all night long. 

I'm too obsessed with having my sheets to be clean at all times so I can sleep with no worries. No germ, no bacteria, nothing to crawl on me at night when I'm sleeping on my bed. 

But all bets are off tonight. I have no energy left after he sprays his mini Sinclairs into me for the third time. My legs are shaking, my eyes are closed shut, all I want is to stop orgasming and sleep. 

"Hmmm," he spoons me from behind when I hug a pillow and turn my body to the left side. If I pretend I'm sleeping, would he stop? 

I have no idea how many time did I come tonight. I lost count after the 10th. I don't bother to count anymore. 

He kisses my neck as I can feel him harden behind me. Not again...

"Are you tired?" He asks as he sweeps my hair to one side, giving him more area to cover. His hand now travels downwards, straight to my c**t. 

"You feel so good, Abigail." He says after he enters me from behind. I gasp, eyes opened as I try to adjust to my gift. Oh Santa, please take it back. I'm too tired to play now.

He pulls my leg up so he can go deeper and moves freely. He pumps in and out as he massages my c**t. I shook my head, this is too much. 

"Mr Sinclair, please," I beg him, not sure if I want him to stop or to make me come again. My brain is not working. My super brain that brings 20k a month is not working! 

He moves faster, punishing me. Or giving me what I want? I don't know. I don't know! I just want him to end this. 

"Mr Sinnn-" I'm about to beg him again when he pushes me to the other world. I can see stars eventhough my eyes are wide open. Is he a pilot? 

Because you bring me to places. Places I've never been. 

As expected, he didn't join me to the stars. He is still hard in me, still moving so fast I feel like he's gonna detach my v****a from my body. I don't even call it Sophie-jayjay. It's not funny anymore. 

"I'll let you finish my name this time," he drives again, fully aware I'm coming again.

"Mr Sinclair no no no!" I shook my head as he holds my waist firmly, pushing his c0ck in and out. 

"No please no," I beg him and that's when he suddenly stops. I sigh in relief as he takes out his c0ck. I can feel the body heat is disappearing. Oh? 

I want to look at him, to confirm if he's angry at me for rejecting him. But I'm too tired to open my eyes. 

"I'm sorry but I really have to finish Abigail." He's back, now inserting his hard c0ck from the front. Old, missionary style. Perhaps he's considering it's less tiring for me to just lay down like this. 

He moves again, this time slowly but at steady rythm. I nod, not really sure for what. Nod at what he's saying? Or nod at this full-of-pleasure position? Hmmm this feels so good. 

"Glad you like it." What? Did I say it out loud? 

It takes longer for him to finally come but this time around, we come together. We explode together. 

He disappears after he pulled out, making me feel like I'm used. Can't he at least stay? It's our first night together. 

Suddenly I feel a cold hand wipes my v****a and thigh. Oh, he's gone to get the tissue? 

"Good night Abigail." He kisses my forehead, covers my body with the duvet as my eyes are still closed. I smile, good night Mr Sinclair. 

And that's when he really disappears.